In any case, his father got some distance from the window as though he had seen nothing. "You weren't considering moving out there?" "What? No chance! I'm grounded. Moreover, there's no chance to get down." There truly wasn't. Not without a stepping stool. Had Marisa brought a step? "Climbing onto rooftops oblivious is a decent approach to break your neck." "I know. I was simply blend insane. I needed some air." His father gestured. "Good. I figure I can comprehend that. You should be sleeping, you know, however in any event your light was off." "I wasn't perusing or anything," Roman said. "Simply fretful."